Kai pivoted, balanced and alert. Craelin, on Elcon’s other side, also peered down the vaulted corridor. Aewen’s servant emerged from the shadow of the stair into a pool of torch light. “Didn’t mean to give you a start. It’s only me, Murial.” “What business brings you?” Elcon asked. “Is Aewen well...
Moonlight flooded the room, washing into a pool at her feet. Drafts lifted her hair, their chill a marked contrast to the feverish thoughts that kept her from sleep. The world below lay in savage beauty. She recalled the pastoral setting she’d once imagined surrounded Torindan and smiled. The rai...